The Accidental Bride Who Won Everything Novels & Stories

I held my ground and rolled my eyes. "Actually, no. I came to let you all know that I'm officially married." The room fell silent for a moment. Then, my dad, Richard Branson, stood up, his face a mix of incredulity and anger. "You're lying." "Am I?" I said, pulling out the marriage certificate and placing it on the table. "Here's the proof." Clara snatched the document, scanning it with her sharp eyes while my stepsister Sabrina peered over her shoulder. Sabrina's mouth twisted into a cruel smile. "Married already? That's rich. Who's the poor fool you managed to trap?"

I took a seat on the coach and poured a beer into my glass. I took a sip and couldn't take my mind off of that girl. My accident occurred four months ago, and I spent two and a half months in a coma. I'm still not well, but the girl kept me alive that day; she was the one who saved me!!! I would have died if she hadn't been there. I couldn't see her face, and the physicians couldn't recall who she was because she disappeared after dropping me off at the hospital. When I was a little more awake, I gave her my valuable ruby bracelet, which is really rare to find.

“I can’t trust anyone anymore when I’ll be gaslighted and lied to over and over again and again.” “Trust me and take my hand my accidental bride. The day I met you it was in a church I needed a bride urgently to fulfill my dying grandpa’s wish you walked in dressed in an elegant white wedding dress that was soiled from the gushing rain and a fear streaked face but despite your agony you looked beautiful the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever seen.” “What happened then?”

Are you alright?” The young woman quickly bent down to help the elderly lady who had fallen to the ground after being shoved aside by one of the bodyguards. In front of the grand cathedral, a luxurious bridal car had just arrived. The moment the car door opened, chaos erupted. Camera flashes exploded from every direction as reporters rushed forward, desperate to capture the first glimpse of the bride of the Wedding of the Year. Today, the mysterious heiress of the powerful Sutherland Group, the wealthiest family in the country, was finally getting married.

Ace said seriously. “Of course, we all know you were a love-sick puppy back then, hoping for a chance with Emma. That was why you started dating Patricia as a distraction. But in the end, fate was on your side; you are married to the love of your life.” Brian joked. “Emma’s marriage proposal threw me off balance, but it was the best gift ever. I would never have gone through with the bet if it were another girl, never.” Ace said with so much seriousness.

he asked next. My brows pulled together. “Saw what?” He lifted the remote from his desk and turned the large TV screen behind him toward me. The moment the headline appeared, I felt the floor shift. LUCIA BENNETT: THE CROOKED BRIDE OF THE GRAHAM EMPIRE? Her mugshot. Her name. Her story. Spun like some twisted PR scandal. I blinked. “What the hell is this?” “You tell me,” he said, finally looking at me. “That woman you married has the entire family name on the chopping block. You thought that wouldn’t come to light?”

Nancy’s threat had made me mention Riley working with dirty chemicals(In Chapter 2), it was just an effort from my end to make her at least take a break from work, but instead, she buried herself in her work, with the vicious bitch right next to her. On our supposed wedding day, Nancy sent me a video. It was a video of her about to set Riley’s company ablaze. I was made to choose between saving her company and getting married to her. Back then, I knew Riley was preparing to launch a new product and that if something went wrong it would hurt her so much, so I chose to hurt her rather than to watch her go through the trauma of watching her hard work go to waste. My absence that day made her ru

Alicia had insisted that both Leslie and Jessica would be her bridesmaids because she had no friends. While Jessica was showing it heavily, Leslie just had a providing stomach that could be mistaken for overeating. It took a lot to convince Xavier to allow his wife to stand for that long. Alicia promised him to keep their vows short and precise so his precious wife would not have to stand for too long. The celebration of Alicia's wedding was nothing glamorous like what one would have expected. She had just a few close ones to come by while Jason had his whole family. They were all joyous that their playboy and troublemaker son was finally settling down with a reputable woman too.

She was also glancing at me. "Shut it, Ayanna. If you don't want to, don't go." "Wait, you look familiar. You're the runaway bride of Ares, right?" Her words caused both Hector and me to fall silent, taken aback by her blunt remarks. "Oh, you're the famous gold-digger Anastacia Alcaraz…" What? Throughout the journey to the resort, we both remained silent. Even Hector, the man behind the wheel, didn't utter a word. The car's hum was the only sound in the air. I felt hollow, especially as I recollected Ayanna's words.

She knew that he would definitely be rich but she didn't think he would be this wealthy. She scrolls further, regretting the choice almost immediately. She paused as she noticed something alarming on the screen. Her eyes widen in alarm. “No, no no, this can’t be happening to me.” She muttered to herself. She clinks on a link that shows a series of pictures showing her with Sebastian in a bed. They were both asleep and she was wrapped in his arms, her face facing the camera. They were both naked and the only reason her nudity wasn’t visible was because a blanket covered both their modesty.